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Tithe awoke with a sharp pain in his bicep as woke up. He winced as he ran his other hand over the wound. It was still freshly cut and deep. He sat up from his bed as it creaked from his sheer weight. Standing up, he felt the weight of his massive frame. His muscles had been pushed to their limit and he was feeling the effects. Tithe walked over to the corner of his cell and peered into a puddle. His face was scratched all down its left side from sliding on the ground. Tithe had just participated in another tournament on Rattatak, and it had taken its toll. He ached all over and was bleeding from many various cuts.
Looking into the water he reflected the image of his cut arm. His tattoo of a squid was now cut in half, separated by a massive sword slash. He ripped off a part of his bed sheet and began wrapping it several times over the wound, to cut the bleeding.
Tithe went back to lay in his bed and try to heal and recuperate his thoughts. As he closed his eyes he felt the presence of something strong. The presence seemed familiar to Tithe. He concentrated his mind on the object. It had the image of what looked like a man, hooded and cloaked in robes. The man was headed to Tithe's cell.
He got up again and stood in front of the durasteel bars of his cell.
Looking into the water he reflected the image of his cut arm. His tattoo of a squid was now cut in half, separated by a massive sword slash. He ripped off a part of his bed sheet and began wrapping it several times over the wound, to cut the bleeding.
Tithe went back to lay in his bed and try to heal and recuperate his thoughts. As he closed his eyes he felt the presence of something strong. The presence seemed familiar to Tithe. He concentrated his mind on the object. It had the image of what looked like a man, hooded and cloaked in robes. The man was headed to Tithe's cell.
He got up again and stood in front of the durasteel bars of his cell.